It’s my favourite time of the week again – the Wednesday WIPpet! Time to crack open the WIP and see if there is anything vaguely related to the date that is worth sharing with the world.
Like everyone else, it’s getting hard to find a passage sans spoilers to share. So in deference to the date, I’ve just taken 29 lines from the middle of The Fall of the Kings that doesn’t give much away. Bear in mind it’s very much a first draft!
In this scene Jae and Zak have managed to avoid the soldiers chasing them (for being ‘fey’ – a hated ethnic group), but after losing themselves in the Sanctuary Garden, they turn a corner and find themselves face to face with the Heartstone. Although they know the legends, they’ve never seen it before. Zak is not known for his sensitive side, so he’s also acting out of character in this scene.
Then, as though all thought of pursuit were forgotten he turned towards the Heartstone.
“Can you hear it?” Zak was walking towards the great stone, one hand extended, his face a picture of reverence.
Jae looked back at the path, half expecting someone to come barrelling down it.
“What?” She couldn’t hear anything. The guards hadn’t been that far behind them, so the silence was disturbing.
“The Heartstone. It’s humming.” Zak was almost at the stone, his hand hovering over its amber surface. “Listen.”
She frowned, frustrated he wasn’t taking their safety seriously. “I don’t hear anything. Come on Zak they can’t be far behind.”
“You’ll hear them crashing through the garden well before they get here. Listen.” His voice softened. “It’s – beautiful.”
“Beautiful? Zak! We’ve got to go.”
But he ignored her, placing hand against the great stone, and then to Jae’s surprise, he smiled and leaned his body into the stone so his cheek was pressed up against it.
“It’s warm Jae!” He closed his eyes. She’d never seen him look so… contented?
“Don’t touch it.”
He opened his eyes and gave her a funny look.
“It was set by the hand of the One God, for all who would seek him. That includes us. Come on – you’ve got to feel this.”
Jae moved closer, her gaze flicking between Zak and the Heartstone, poised to run. But as she drew near, the golden warmth did seem inviting and she could make out a gentle humming – no a pulsing that seemed to beat with her own heart. She raised an eyebrow at Zak who was now grinning like a loon. Zak – grinning? And tentatively reached out a hand.
As her fingers grazed the smooth surface she felt a warmth, a comforting warmth flow up her arm. She snatched her hand back and stared at her fingertips, before pressing her palm up against it.
She’d heard the stories, but nothing could have prepared her for the overwhelming peace she felt being here, bathed in the light of the Heartstone.
I hope you’re having a great writing week. If you want to join our merry band of WIPpeteers, it’s as easy as posting something from your own WIP, with some relevance to the date and linking up to this linky. Many thanks to the ever lovely K.L. Schwengel for hosting!